Demons be gone

Yesterday evening, as I was stirring sugar in my cuppa,  I found myself wrestling some demons in my head that had popped out of nowhere to screw my mind up.  It happens from time to time.  I was wondering what the heck I was doing with my life.  Joshua comes into the kitchen and opens the fridge door (his head just about reaches over my hips, just right for headbutts-into-groin-see-papa-jump maneuvers).  The door separates us and he takes a sip from his evian mineral water bottle and peeks at me through the gap of the hinged door, smiles at me and says, "Papa, I love you".  Takes a sip again and closes the fridge door.

Demons be gone…


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